Daily life of a cultivation judge



Universal bead

Yang Qing rapidly formed seals with his hands which resulted in a small pea-sized green ball forming above him.

The green ball was filled with streaming lights of different colors. There were red, white, yellow, blue, green, orange, purple, and grey. 

They swirled around the ball while the ball rotated in a clockwise manner swallowing massive amounts of spiritual qi in the area.

A cyclone could be seen forming above it as it rapidly pulled spiritual qi into the area. With every passing second the green ball grew in size. 

Wei Ying and Mo Liwei looked up curiously at the bead with mild surprise in their eyes due to the monstrous volume of spiritual qi that was being sucked into the green ball. 

From its sheer volume, one could easily mistake it as a phenomenon that usually occurred after a cultivator survived their tribulation and they were harvesting the results of that successful breakthrough.

One of the harvests was a massive downpour of qi into the cultivator to replace what he/she had expended during the breakthrough. In addition, the quality was also different. The qi that pours into the cultivator after their breakthrough is distinctive from regular spiritual qi because it is induced by the origin dao as a reward to the cultivator for successfully surviving their tribulation.

The qi is mixed with the aura of the origin dao which will help firm their foundations and heal any damage caused by the origin dao since the source of the tribulation is tied to it. Other than that, the qi produced is created for the express purpose of that cultivator. So every aspect of that qi is uniquely crafted to the designs of that cultivator's entire being and isn't the generalized spiritual qi that floated around the planet.

It is geared perfectly to the cultivator from the element prevalent in it to suit what the cultivator is suited for, to the ease in which the cultivator absorbs it and assimilates it. The qi doesn't need to be refined further by the dantian, and is even of a higher grade than if what is usually refined by the cultivator's dantian.

To anyone other than that cultivator, the qi is as useful as normal water, but to that particular cultivator it was created for, it was a precious tonic almost as good as a saint-grade tonic.

When it came to the green ball forming above Yang Qing, while it wasn't the same as the one produced by the Origin dao after a tribulation, based on what they could feel from it, the qi gathered inside of it seemed to be one that could be freely absorbed by anyone, and with a certain level of ease, especially owing to the fact that it seemed like most of the elements were represented within that qi.

The ball formed was as a result of the incomplete purple grade art Yang Qing cultivated, the Universal duality indulgent of the myriad worlds which worked wonders with Yang Qing's yin-yang jade bones, resulting in the formation of a universal qi, that granted Yang Qing the ability to draw in qi from almost anything and it had all rounded nature to it, however, the most prevalent was the yin and yang energy, which was represented by the white and black lines intermingled within the ball, which acted as its core.

The ball served as a second dantian and storage. With it, Yang Qing could replenish his qi but he could also use it as a conduit for a cultivation spell without draining his own reserves, which was his intention for creating it.

"The capacity seems to have increased significantly than last time.." Dai Chen commented with a wry smile on his face because despite the size of the ball being the size of a papaya, the spiritual qi stored in it was enough to rival that of a second-stage palace realm expert.

"It is...seems like he has no intention of holding back at all..." muttered Zhang Qingge.

"That should be enough.." muttered Yang Qing as he sized the amount of qi stored in the green ball.

His hair slowly changed half green with hues of blue in it while the other half was orange-yellow, with matching irises.

He took out a few formation flags which gently floated from his hands and revolved around him.

Yin-Yang Earth's resting aurora of judgment

The green ball turned into a crimson orange. It looked like a miniature sun during sunset. 

"Members of the Ice Emerald Sect, time is up..." 

Yang Qing gently spoke as the crimson-orange orb rose up into the sky, which filled the entire sect with a red overcast hue that made one think dusk had arrived.

The members of the sect whether it was the new or seasoned disciples to the elders all looked up with solemn expressions on their faces.

The orb not only influenced the scenery of their sect, but every member could feel their hearts beating to the rhythm of the fluctuations of the crimson-orange orb.

Badum! Badum!

Every heartbeat sounded like the drum of judgment. The weak members felt like their chests were caving in and they could not breathe. Every time their heart beat, it became heavy and forceful till some plopped on their knees because they couldn't handle its weight, as they wheezed with their mouths open trying to gasp for breath with their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Those willing to leave, do so now..." Yang Qing's voice was like the tether that pulled those at the brink of collapse back to life.

The pressure and the pain in their chests disappeared the moment Yang Qing spoke. They warily looked up to see the crimson-orange orb above explode into shooting stars that gently glided downwards.

With the exploding orb at the center, the shooting stars produced from the explosion created an orange-red veil in between them that had the vastness, stability, and smell of earth. With the shooting stars as a guide, the veil surrounded the whole sect, creating a translucent crimson-orange dome that had ancient-looking scripts glowing within it.

"Those who want to leave do so now, all you have to do is pass through the veil.." Yang  Qing announced as his gaze fell below him to the still-confused members of the Ice Emerald Sect.

"Elders!! Sect Master!! Help us!!" It was unknown who started it, but a swarming yell came from the core disciples and then spread out to the young newer disciples.

They couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening. Everything had happened too fast, and the blow of the announcements was too much for them to fathom, and thus by default, the last tether of their sanity made them latch on to the biggest support they could think of, which was their elders and sect master.

They had grown up idolizing them and thinking them invincible. 

Surely those amazing palace stage elders and the powerful sect master above them could handle this...

Once that thought took root in their heart, they began to calm down and some even defiantly looked up at Yang Qing, as if to say

Wait till our elders and sect master get their hand on you, we will be the one to give you ten breaths of time to survive...

Completely overlooking he was from the Order.

But what they didn't know was, that those elders and sect master they had placed their hopes on, were all looking up with the same expression..FEAR.

They all looked dishevelled with some bleeding from their ears and eyes. They had been manning the formation together, and when it broke, they suffered a little bit of backlash from it.

"How is he just a first-stage palace realm cultivator?" sect master Zhao Ju looked at the veil surrounding them with solemnness in her tone and eyes.

The other elders all had the same reaction. They could feel the sheer level of power hidden within that unassuming veil was enough to slaughter some of them who were already in the palace stage.

"Is the founder really not acting?" asked one of the elders.

"She is a critical juncture, we are on our own for now....we need to work together to buy her as much time as possible.." 

"Will we even be able to?!"

"We can only try. Besides it's not like we have a choice in the matter. You heard the sentence..."

"Maybe we can use them to buy more time. The Order values its reputation, surely they will hold back on their account.." said one of the elders as her eyes moved over to the disciples that were calling for them.

Sect master Zhao Ju paused with a conflicted look in her eyes as she looked at the disciples around her. She had watched all of them grow and held high aspirations for some, there were even a few she had groomed to take over for her and push the sect to further heights. 

But all that could now only ever exist in her mind.

She sighed as she firmly replied,

"Let me do it.."